| All the loot flies to the wind
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| Milky way, we're on another planet
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| You are like the stars at night in the sky
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| It's hard not to notice you
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| All the loot flies to the wind
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| Milky way, we're on another planet
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| You are like the stars at night in the sky
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| It's hard not to notice you
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| I smoke dirt and I drink gasoline
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| This mom, she loves style
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| Your fucking shop
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| Come, pay and take
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| Saint laurent denim, Ricky on his feet
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| Like I'm a star, we smoke this gas
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| Yes, I'm pouring gasoline in this double cap
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| She loves style and I love dirt
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| All the loot flies to the wind
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| Milky way, we're on another planet
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| You are like the stars at night in the sky
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| It's hard not to notice you
|
| All the loot flies to the wind
|
| Milky way, we're on another planet
|
| You are like the stars at night in the sky
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| It's hard not to notice you
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| Kuznetsky most, twenty, you like to dress there
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| The card is always accepted, you are not used to refusals
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| And there are no feelings between us, you and I just enjoy it
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| And we will never say words about love to each other
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| It rubs me again
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| The way she smells, I like her smell
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| My mami don't act like a tatty
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| Flakes fly up, and with them grandmothers
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| All the loot flies to the wind
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| Milky way, we're on another planet
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| You are like the stars at night in the sky
|
| It's hard not to notice you
|
| All the loot flies to the wind
|
| Milky way, we're on another planet
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| You are like the stars at night in the sky
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| It's hard not to notice you |